That paid account... thing.

[ladyoftime]

So. That time of the year again. The time when Eleven's paid account goes away, and I make sad faces into an LJ entry.

I'd actually mean to put up a post earlier, with clever poetry to soften the fact that, basically, I'm asking for your monies. I was thinking iambic pentameter, but my brain is ded of choir tonight and I can't write anything.

Maybe next time. But for now, I make puppy eyes at you worthy of Five and miss my icons.


P.S. If I have time tomorrow, I'll be more eloquent.

P.P.S. Jen is love.